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jadakiss - banned from t.v. lyrics

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n.o.r.e, the movie comin’ soon
timbaland, shut the f-ck up
tryin’ to be out in ’98, you know
i’m tryin’ to watch this movie
this, the real sh-t
shut the f-ck up, ’98, it’s ours

ay yo, ay yo, regardless of rain or snow, sleet or hail
i kick street tales, choking n-gg-s like i’m sprewell
golden state, holding your fate in the palm of my hand
blow you away like it’s part of the plan
i gotta call it like i see it, talk it like i be it

walkin’ my walk, thugged out orthopedic
’cause i’m soon to be up, give me room, watch me heat up
n-gg-s try to stick me like abdul lerima, follow the leader
make me go extra hard, yo nore
should i hold back or show the repirtore?

quit at sixteen or throw in extra bars just for the non-believers
i show them why it’s so hard to reach us
i get p-ssy with my father’s features
puff heavenly, see me at 6’1″ weigh a buck seventy

catch me in spots y’all n-gg-s never be packed in like green bay
harlem week to queen’s day performing acapella, no dj
’98 live, no replays make it seem easy, so tell a friend
to tell a friend that it’s them again, nature noreaga, wild gremlins

yo, yo, champagne on the rocks pour on the fort knox lazura
shark salad with cabbage, pork chops and apple sauce
twin connection, disrespect watch your body cave in
pump the shotty guagin’, hit the shorty while he potty training
i ain’t playing, i’m truly the worst

simply the first to get his whole body fully reversed
uzi it hurts, leave you double dead
i’ma a bubble head,i never listen to nothing my mother said
ay yo, i hold n-gg-s ransom for money like johny handsome
been sonning n-gg-s for so long, i think i got a grandson

my p-ssion is money, a stash and a honey
that won’t ask questions but will blast anybody
that’s my kind of girl, kinda of world i want to live in
not a cell or a prison or in h-ll’s armageddon
just a little ghetto where my n-gg-s control the middle
we know the riddles of life where others know only a little

yo, yo been in rich places, sick places
seen my story on six thousand six hundred and sixty six pages
wages, i wrote six aces and at the same dice games
i caught six cases all over big faces, now it’s tipped laces
ready to dig faces, but the bang it ain’t

b-tch sp-ces, n-gg-s loading up they rib cages
cats like to rip places, bl–dy lip tastes, but the cam is in big races
but i stay in import the pig places
but the world know the girl though i f-ck her off a furlough
she’ll be up, hook me up all your sales could be luck

only question for these ducks is, baby girl can we f-ck?
you the type that need a wife thought lox told y’all the key to life
-sshole, yo i don’t play around i lay it down f-ck around
i spray around, flick a biscuit, n-gg- risk it
my -ss, you can kick or kiss it

ain’t no n-gg-s in the world more thorough than this
bust off and sit the hot barrel dead on your lips
like two thirds of a brick paniero and ‘kiss
and kiss the crystal white fluffy part in the back of a whip
see the plan is to stash all, and cash y’all

the weed so strong, they gotta put it gl-ss jars
n-gg-s try to smoke me out, mope me out
‘cuz the rims on my new joint be poking out
i’m about to have no feelings, sh-t is deep
do they dance with the devil when they sleep?

i wake up gripping the air, wishing the hit
sh-t that they kick in ya ear, when your soul be driftin’ in air
my gift is half-rotten when i spit it tears
that sh-t’ll drop down my eye, i’m too tired to cry
and i ain’t never seen a n-gg- that too, live to die

they say you get what you ask for so get it ‘cuz you asked for it
if a n-gg- ain’t a thief then he better have the cash for it
and we gonna be around till ya body rot
and if the feds bring us in we get the same time gotti got

what, what, what, what?

yo,yo, ay yo, there’s two ways into the hood, one plain
the other smoke chronic like straight to the brain
ay yo, let’s get loose, hennesey straight, with tomato juice
queen’s stallion, my guns, fully italian
now y’all n-gg-s recognize medallions

i play the best hood, ot with tim westwood
used to be on section eight, now my section is good
thugged out n-gg-s, we eat as much as we could
and i don’t give a f-ck what, yo i save my sh-t
and i don’t give a f-ck what, you can save your sh-t

y’all n-gg-s like extra skin on my d-ck
listen to bob marley, you funny n-gg-s like steve harvey
frontin’ live with a weak army
i play the nice guy too, i’ll smoke wit you
but the realness, i ain’t got no love for you

that’s why i never do a song with you
not even if your babies mom f-cked the crew
and promised to give us head and swallow too
i still say no, no is no, no can doe

ya n-gg-s drinking henneray, drinking my flow
yo, thug sh-t thug sh-t what what? what the f-ck is the deal?
thugged out entertainment, untertainment
lox terror squad this sh-t is f-cking official



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